He looked up, and he cried, and he laughed.This beautiful master was angry and looked so seductive.Indeed, there is a word, a troll.Despite his disdain for the strength of Xiao Yi, Shen Huan still enjoyed being reprimanded by this beautiful master.He could feel that Xiao Yiyi had nothing to do with his great disciple's strong love of care.After all, after the fall of the green gull palace, only these two teachers and disciples really survived.

Although Shen proudly attached himself to Xiao Wei's great disciple Shen Yun, in the eyes of his heart, Shen Ao has recognized his current identity.Otherwise, he will not spend so many points for the drug to cultivate several sisters.It is even more true that the nine-year-old has been redeemed.

"Master, the apprentice can raise the cultivation from the dark period to the period of modernization in just two months.Nature depends on it.You think, the inheritance of the senior man is just an ordinary practice that can help Master you break through the innate period.As a human being, can I get less benefit?”

Listening to Shen's proud words, Xiao's jade-like face showed the state of thought, moving, the so-called beauty smiled, and did not take the moving wind qing.

“So, you’re confident in your current strength?”

"That's natural."He is proud, he is proud, he is proud.

Xiao Yiyi understood the meaning of the great disciple and nodded his head.The heart is also very curious, unsatis muttering the sword, the next second of a sudden chill suddenly gushing out.

Feeling the momentum of Xiao Yi, she was a little proud, but there was some accident, and I did not want this cheap master to break through the innate period.But the understanding of the sword method has been very small.With the strength of this master now, I am afraid that it will be stronger than the ordinary innate warriors.

Just a flash of thought, has already thought a thousand times, Shen proudly out of his hand to pull out his sword and focus on the opposite.

However, the appearance of holding the sword is somewhat casual in Xiao Ying.It looks like a lot of flaws.This can not be made to make the opposite Xiao Weiyan frowning, so holding the sword, fortunately not seen by outsiders, otherwise it will only lead to ridicule.

But he did not know that his apprentice's understanding of the sword road had already reached the fourth level of the sword.The sword looks like a lot of holes, unusually rough.But in fact, it is the master's place, and it has a great meaning to return to the truth.

“Be careful!”Xiao Yi drank clearly, the sword came with the sound, a little cold light stabbed Shen Ao Zhong Palace, and the posture was elegant and wonderful as a butterfly dance.

Shen arrogant and slightly condensed, the world in front of him was suddenly different, becoming extremely slow, and the long sword seemed to be slowly handing over, and strangely slow.

Proficient in the nine swords alone, the six veins of the sword, the pride of drawing the sword three sets of the world's sword method, to talk about the understanding of the sword method, not to say that the world is the first.But at least, it is a rare, rare state of the world.

Then, in the moment when Xiao Yi drew his sword, the proud figure evaded like a ghost.

Fang Hua died this sword, containing Xiao Li's martial arts essence, she is confident that she can avoid this thorn, there must be no doubt, but did not expect her big apprentice to flash so easily.The sword has been endless, a sword is empty, the pace of the sword is light, down the road, cut its body, the faint whispering sounded, and the sword blade is cut through the air, the speed of the sword can be seen.

Although her sword is like electricity, it is as fast as a thunder, but its sword method, in the eyes of Shen Pride, is no different from the boy dance wooden sword.The long sword that was carried at will was bright, as fast as thunder, and the speed was like electricity, and it hit Xiao Xiao's sword body violently from the bottom up.

This sword is completely concentrated in the blade, but the sword body is not strong.By the time, he was not caught, and he burst into a blow.Xiao Yixuan hurriedly turned back to the sword, but found that there was a little cold in front of his eyes.

Shen Aoti sword stood, the sharp edge of the sword and Xiao Yi was close at hand, as long as he sent a little, she could not hide.From the beginning to the end, the proud sword was full of sprinkling, like the game red dust.

Being so close to the sword, it seems that you can feel the cold of the tip of the sword, Xiao Yue is very disgusted, the rich cherry lips are squeezing, a slight grunt, swinging the sword angry.

After all, as the master's own, the apprentice's body pointed at it with a sword, where is the face?

The sword in Shen's hand trembled first, then did not move, was firmly cut, suddenly took off and flew, and fell into the edge of the meadow.

He laughed at himself, and it seemed that his master’s temper was not very good.Obviously, just now Shen Ao deliberately let Xiao Xiao pick the sword, but also to give this master a step down.

A sword will be decapitated, the sword will be returned to the sheath, Xiao Bai's white jade face not only does not see anger, but is full of joy.

Her eyes as bright as water looked at him curiously, from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top, and then strided around Shen Pride and walked around, smiling: "If you don't see it with your own eyes, Master will not believe that there is such a strange thing in the world!"

He laughed, and knew that he was not as good as a word.

Xiao Yi's water snake-like fine waist bent, leaned over and picked up the long sword that fell on the ground, and handed it to a smiling face: "Once again!"

“Master...” Shen Yau still relaxed and broke his sword and looked at her hesitantly.

“Don’t talk nonsense, look at the sword!”Xiao Yisheng snorted lightly, the long sword was out of the sheath, and a cold light flashed in the air, and the practice was sharpened to Shen.

Shen proudly took a step back, and the difference made the sword front, and the cold of the sword tip made him unable to raise a layer of goosebumps.

“drink!”Xiao Yisheng exhaled, stepped forward, delicately twisted, a force rising from his waist, to the arm and wrist.

“Hm on –!”With a thud, the sharpness of the sword trembled, and the two silver flowers bloomed beside the pride, brilliantly eye-catching, and the cover was hidden from him.

Xiao Yiyi has been using all his skills, without leaving his hands, and he wants to see how the great apprentices have in the end.Only in the eyes of Shen's arrogant, her sword method is still ordinary, no threat.

However, this time Shen proudly learned to be obedient, facing two swords and thorns, but he was sideways to avoid it, and then reached out to hold Xiao Yi's arm and hold the sword, gently exerting his strength, and snatched her long sword back.

The posture of holding the sword was still so slippery and powerless, and the long sword was loose and broken in his hand, as if it had fallen.

Looking at her eyes was embarrassing.This time she didn’t try again.Several times in the hands of the disciples, this time even the sword was hidden.It is not a disgraceful thing.

"Master, don't look at the disciples like this..." Shen arrogantly embarrassed, moved his feet, and returned the long sword to the sheath.The taste of a pig eating a tiger is great!

Xiao Yi’s always cold jade face melted like snow and ice, and the color of joy and comfort was full of it, and he praised: “Clouds, your sword method is far from a teacher!”

“Generally, the third in the world.”Awesome and unscrupulous.

"No wonder the ice breaks through the momentum period, and it will be your credit."He nodded, smiling.Then he stretched out his white jade finger, gently caressing her proud face, full of pity and gentleness.She turned soft, the skin of the snow-white crystal smooth as porcelain, the eyes black and white, the eyes are clear, and the eyes are like black diamonds, and the sparkle is shining.

Being so watched by Xiao Ying’s eyes, Shen’s pride is quite uncomfortable.The wind came, with a scent of flowers, passing over the two opposites.He no longer plays, his face is heavy.

The t-shirt is small, the body is dashing, Xiao Wei's low eyebrows are light, the tight body is attached to the skin, and the proud body is blood-lined.

Xiao Yiyi gently caressed the proud face, the snow-white melon face, with the jade color, two thin lips are also pale pink, the whole person looks, seems to be covered by a warm jade light.

"You're still like you were when you were a kid, you're stubborn and arrogant."Speaking of which, Xiao Yi sighed and then said, “Do you know?”The cloud.Master has missed you so much over the years."

“The Master...”

"My family's cloud life, since childhood lost both parents."After the great chaos, you fell into a coma and slept for three years.He swore an oath to protect you.Even if the cloud becomes a waste person, Master will never leave you.Good, Yun Yun is in the head.Not only awakened, but also received the inheritance of the seniors.Now I have seen the cloud of this sword skill, and the teacher is even more relieved."

"Don't say, when my family grows up, it looks very handsome."As he spoke, he pranked his proud face.

Awesome!I was fucked by this beautiful master.

"When you were a child, the teacher knew that your boy was beautiful and horny.I just didn’t know you were so big.I look at that nee is not an ordinary woman, even the maid called the painting, but also the color of the figure.You are so lucky, you are a cloud.”

"Where they are no more beautiful than Master you."He is proud.This is not a lie, and it is not half false.In terms of beauty, Xiao Yizhen really does not lose to anyone.Only poison can compare with your own master in terms of appearance.

“It’s like when I was a kid, the mouth is flowering.Clouds, remember?When I was eight years old, I wanted to take you as a disciple.You don't want to die, and I ask why you, the bad boy, is dreaming of marrying me as a wife."He looked at him, but he looked at him with pride and murmured.

As for the memory of this, Shen is aware of it.But now listen to Xiao Yingyi so mentioned, the old face can not help but red.

“Cough, Master, I remember when you promised me.”If I worship you as a teacher, and when I grow up, you will be my daughter-in-law.”No matter what you do, in the face of Xiao Yingyi so desperate, if you miss it, is it a lifelong regret?Then the promise of childhood was made.It is a reminder of the memory of the clouds, even though it is the pride of the past.But the feelings for Xiao Yi are only more than ever.

After such a mention of Shen's pride, Xiao Ying's soft cheek flashed a ray of shame.But she did not shy away, but reached out to take Shen's pride into her arms and said, "Well, Master is of course yours."No matter how old the earth is old, the teacher belongs to the cloud alone.”Sometimes, Xiao Yiyi himself can not distinguish when this deformity began.She only knew that after the destruction of the palace, she was full of thoughts.The only one who accompanied her was the one who was the only one.From that time on, Xiao Yi’s inner world could only accommodate one another person.Even if the three students are cold, the weight is still not as proud as Shen.

Smell the strong male breath emanating from Shen's pride, Xiao Yi's heart was a small deer crashing.She had to admit that she was a grown-up now.Even when he saw the woman Shen proudly brought back, Xiao Yi’s heart still flashed a hint of vinegar.However, this vinegar was quickly overshadowed by that coddling.

The feelings between the two people are like teachers and apprentices, like brothers and sisters, like men and women, but they are not ordinary love friendships.When it comes to Xiao Yi’s petting of Shen’s pride, it is far from the above emotions that can be summarized.To put it plainly, for the thorns.Shen pride is the pillar of her heart, the driving force and source of life.After all, Xiao’s parents, relatives and friends, have passed away with the destruction of the Qingyu Palace.What kind of despair is that no one who has experienced it can never be realized.

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